Out of Practice Part 3

This, Starbuck thought, was why pop-snap jeans were superior; a more expensive investment, but when you had a big accident at least they didn’t end up completely shredded. He watched Artie stoop down to collect the tattered remains of his jeans off the path, cradling them in his paws like a broken china figure.

“Darnit…” Artie whined. “It’s hard enough finding jeans that actually fit over my diapers, but then when I actually… y’know…”

“Does that happen all the time?” Starbuck asked, incredulous. He’d thought the size of Artie’s pamps were just for show, that there wasn’t any way a normal fox could have such a huge accident all in one go… but then again, Starbuck’s own diaper was sagging down to his ankles. Glass houses and all that.

“Mmm… only when I really have to go,” said Artie, blushing, his ears twitching slightly. “Can’t help it, though. When I gotta go…”

“Yeah. You don’t really have a choice.”

That funky smell from earlier was still lingering in the air, but quickly dissapating in the summer breeze. Whether the funk was a result of transforming into a skunk, or the mush filling the seat of his diaper, Starbuck couldn’t say. It didn’t smell much like regular skunk fumes though…

He put it out of his mind. It wasn’t important enough to worry about.

Starbuck scooped up his jeans, slinging them over his shoulder. “I live pretty close by,” he said, offering a hand to Artie as the fox struggled upright. “Maybe we can get you changed, get you some new pants?”

Artie blinked. Starbuck was normally a Dragon. He had Dragon-Sized diapers filling his closet. Granted, from the looks of things, Starbuck’s diaper wasn’t much bigger than his own… But Star’s accident wasn’t even a real dragon-sized accident. All shapeshifting had done was force out what his new body couldn’t hold in. Dragon diapers could probably hold more than that… a whole lot more…

Artie blinked, feeling himself blushing again at the thoughts filling his head. “Y-You’d really do that? For real?”

“Sure. It’s only a few minutes away, we can just walk there.”

Artie looked around, suddenly feeling self-conscious. There were other furs in the park. It’s not like they were alone. “But—”

“What’s the big deal?” Starbuck asked, raising an eyebrow. “It’s not like your pants were doing a good job of hiding it in the first place, so what’s the difference?”

With a swish of his new fluffy skunk tail, he waddled off down the path.

Yes i sure agree on that its is kind of impossible to hide a thick diaper like that whit some pants. So it is no kind of difference to be walking around in only t-hist and diaper. They sure going to have a interesting walk now.